Delusions of Glamour: Sugar cheers a broken heart, a birthday

3:40 PM,
Mar. 5, 2013

This year, the sugar came as a confection of love, rather than as a comfort to heartache.

Written by

Karen Parr-Moody
LEAF-CHRONICLE

My life was dissolving around me like sugar cubes plunked into hot coffee. So, naturally, I sought solace in a box of Krispy Kreme donuts.

It was the winter of 2002, a day on the verge of snow, when I found myself driving aimlessly around the streets of New York City in an old, steel gray Volvo 240 that took the turns as carefully as a tank.

My cat Flynn sat in her kitty carrier in the passenger seat. She looked up at me periodically with a confused expression on her gray and orange face. She meowed. She sniffed at the box of donuts. ...